"Look, I obviously don't really like the idea of my best friend and my brother dating, but if it makes them happy then who am I to butt in, right?"

   "Min, I love you, but baby they aren't dating," Jisung said.

   Minho sighed and pulled Minjun's blanket up, "I know, but my gosh, they like each other so much,"

   Jisung chuckled, then groaned.

  "What's wrong?" Minho asked.

   "Okay, this is my bladder," Jisung began, holding up his fist, "and this is your daughter," he said, tapping his fist with his other hand.

   Minho chuckled, "She's kicking?"

   "Yes, she is, she's got her daddy's liking for dancing it seems. Minjunnie was not this active, it was kick here and there, but not a kick everywhere,"

    Minho leaned over a kissed Jisung  softly, "Have I ever thanked you for bringing our beautiful kids into the world?" He asked.

   "Yes, you have with minjun and that is why I decided to have a second kid, but after this no more," Jisung said.

   Minho nodded with a small smile, "I was thinking when this little one comes into the picture, I'll take a year away from work and we can go travelling with them. How does that sound?"

  "What about Felix?"

    "I have been trying to protect him for too long, even when he didn't want me to. Also, I have the sneaking feeling that it won't be my job to do that for much longer. Well as long as Hyunjin and him aren't dense,"

   "Knowing them, if they were in a book it'd take sixty chapters just for them to even work the courage up to confess, but that is just to confess. Not even to begin dating," Jisung said.

    Minho hummed, "I can't help but agree with that,"

   ♠

   "So, where are you headed?" Felix asked.

  "Chicago, visiting my mom and dad. What about you?" Declan asked.

   "Chicago, too. Visiting my little sister,"

    "What prompted you to take the train? Twenty-two plus hours of sitting  and watching things pass at a fast pace,"

   Felix hummed, "Well, I hate planes and I can't drive, also it gives me time to think," he said.

  "Thinking about?" Declan asked.

  Felix clicked his tongue, "Well, I am in the dilemma of I think I am in love with my professor"
 
   "Oh that is a dilemma,"

    Felix nodded, "Another bad part is he is my brother's best friend,"

   "Ouch," Declan winced.

    "Honestly, I don't even know if I like him, it is just… he makes me feel very… I don't know, warm?"

   "That sounds like a question,"

   "It is very difficult, he is very hot and cold. One minute he is really sweet an caring, the next he is… he's the jerk who leaves with just a note," Felix said.

   The older hummed, "He sounds like quite the guy,"

    "I have amazing taste in guys. Anyways, he's like thirty-two, so you know he probably knows what he wants, I'm twenty-five, so you know a new guy could come along and I could realise that he isn't what I want,"

    Declan pursed his lips, "Do you think that I could possibly sneak in, just a little? Show you a different side?"

   "Mr. Valentino, are you asking to take me out?" Felix asked.

  "Maybe, it doesn't have to be something serious, just us exploring something," Declan said.

   "What happens after Chicago? I go back to Jersey and you?"

  "I go to Jersey too, I live there too,"

    Felix hummed, "It seems like fate is trying to have a little fun,"

   "What do you say, Felix? Would you like to play fate's little game?" He asked.

   Did he want to? Did he want to play this game fate had offered him?